Obituaries Poems - Poems about Obituaries

... How time goes racing now when there's no need to-- when there's so little farther left to go: over the river--under the trees. Time ought to lead us slow...slow! -......Read the rest...

...I'm lost in words I cannot write a poem Is this a word depression I await wet Autumn afternoons for obituaries on past poets Dead horizons roll on their heads towards an uncertain future......Read the rest...

...Let’s play hangman, let's play Russian roulette, play chicken with an 18-wheeler play the days away with a dare and a do. Is not life a tightrope whether we like it or not? Sometimes you are......Read the rest...

...Nicely bearing The Title Straight to Heaven But the chap had lived A Short Twenty Seven And he was wielding AK 47; Some embarrassing gunshots in God’s Heaven! You see: some obituaries read quite ......Read the rest...

...STRANGE HOBBY "reading the obituaries just to see if you are still alive" Indiana Shaw . . . "Do me" . . . : /......Read the rest...

...how many sustain their own sanity pointing to the coherence of the words themselves? see how they fit together, they say, here I put a nice and long onomatopoeia... there I built a beautiful alli......Read the rest...

...She has the ‘screws’. Her hips are 'creaky' her leg is 'playing up.’ I yell into her good ear. "Nice Morning Freda!" "Gout." She says, still following a conversation in her head. "I don't ......Read the rest...

...Today’s News Tomorrows Blues David J Walker Off white Black typed Picket fence newspapers Stacked in racks unread Everything said Yesterday Made news today Everyone who bled Or bru......Read the rest...

... Many years ago, birth announcements caught my eye. But now, obituaries top my morning read. Oh yes, these pictures stare at me with smiles. Within each dear face- a small snap of l......Read the rest...

...Obsession Obsession with "O's" Oh, obsession’s obfuscating oligarchy Oceans of oblivion Outrage in ostentatious obsession Overrun in hurricanes named obdurate and obstinate Overtures of oxi......Read the rest...

...I ponder the phrase, ponder the 'natural'. There are an infinite number of ways to die either tragically or macabrely comic, countless ways to cash-in or cash-out. Obituaries record ‘sad endings’......Read the rest...

...Aging As I grow older from twig to tree I realized age doesn't bother me When I was young, time went by so slow One thing about time you'll never outgrow I've aged quite well, so it seems My......Read the rest...

...Self-Inquiry.. "Not this..Not this" That old-timey formula to find One's true self..then updated: Not nothing..not everything A viral communique..then This news flash: Not-even-nothing..not-e......Read the rest...

...I have met a lot of people in my life some are profiles on the internet others are names in books, others are pictures on television others live in paintings some I read in obituaries t......Read the rest...

...I read the weeks obituaries closely saw lines of passing on every page I wondered who they were and who were those they left behind. The names meant nothing to me. I did not know them. What did......Read the rest...